A monthly income of less than 100,000 seemed to be...okay.
Zheng Ren was the kind of person who did not have money, but did not think that money was the most important thing. Previously, when he went to the Second Municipal People's Hospital for 'freelance surgery', he had earned a few sums of money, but he did not care much about it.
At that time, he was the Chief Resident, so he did not have time to spend money.
But now, the situation was different.
"I'll treat you tonight. Let's go for dinner," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "Ask Lil Fugui and Xi Bao'er to come with."
"When did Chief Zheng become so generous?" Chang Yue said. "What are you going to eat tonight? Do you have a place or should I discuss it with Little Yiren?"
"You two discuss it and then inform me," Zheng Ren said.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that Su Yun had said that he was going to hand in his salary card. But did Little Yiren lack this bit of money?
